1. I actually spent time talking about Hollyoaks at work. Last night I was forced (well, I say forced: more in the region of “Oh, don’t tell your father/grandfather/uncle what I just did… Oh, Martin/Brian/Miles, you’ll never guess what I just did!”) to tell Katie that I had even had the thought of Hollyoaks fic pass through my brain (it will never ( Read more... )

Once again, see how I have not updated in a while. Helas. I shall do so now. Obviously. (Apologies for giant post.)

( Le Weekend )

1. I am a squeen not in the best of health. I am afflicted by a sore throat. There is woe ( Read more... )

( OK, so in keeping with my earlier intention of keeping a record of what I see at the theatre, you may have noticed that I went to see Wicked on Saturday at the Apollo Theatre at Victoria. Here be spoilers, should you care. )

( I have decided, in my squeenly wisdom, to try and keep a record of all the stuff I see at the theatre, because frankly, there’s a lot of it, and I want to keep track. And I thought it might be amusing to retrospectively make an annotated list, going back. Way back. Well, partly way back. You all know me and my lack of remembering my childhood… )